The way Daniel Lopatin's odd music comes at you, with an odd-looking Adam Sandler, had me in mind of Punch Drunk Love from the off - it's not that film, but it has a very close-in-your-face intensity (Darius Khondji is on camera). You think it's going to end badly, though aren't quite expecting how badly (why didn't he just let them out of the door into the corridor?) (The way this door is used is clever. It's a plot door.)
He's certainly having a bad day, but it's his own fault. His wife is Idina Menze, girlfriend Julia Fox, Atlanta's Lakeith Stanfield is linking him to punters, one of whom is basketball player Kevin Garnett. With Eric Bogosian, Judd Hirsch, Mike Francesa, Keith Williams Richards.
Lopatin sounds like A Clockwork Orange at times.
It's certainly an odd, distinctive film, at the end of which I gave Q a short run-down on the films of Paul Thomas Anderson, about which she recalled nothing.
Put me in mind of Requiem For a Dream for some reason.
Is it monocular? No.
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